Thoughts

as I float here, I grow.
my eyelids are translucent and cover my eyes
but I can still see my hands folded tenderly over my heart. the strange inhuman webbing is fading as my fingers grow longer
my legs now have knees. I enjoy flexing them
and most of all my brain cells are forming pathways so I can learn all the beautiful things of the world
I want to see the world. I want my mom to call me inside after I've run around all day and eat her apple pies. and my dad to help me with my math homework
I want to meet cool people and yell crazy things
I don't like being alone now
as of right now, I can tell my mom is pretending I'm not here. when she hugs her stomach, it's in a "why are you in there?" way
but why? I'll be great I promise
can't say I'll be perfect, but I'll do my best
please don't kill me.......